On March 20, Emperor Jiajing personally issued an order, and Wu Shou, the eldest son of Wu Peng, the Tianguan official of the Ministry of Personnel, was sent to Zhao Prison, and the Jinyiwei and the Censorate jointly investigated the fraud case in the imperial examination.

That day and night, the Jinyiwei secretly captured four new Jinshi.

On March 21, the Jinyiwei captured three people who failed the exam again.

On that day, Dong Fen, the Minister of Justice, went to the Censorate of the Ministry of Justice. Zhou Yan, the left censor, asked several censors for investigation. Dong Fen said frankly and frankly that he did not know the inside story of the matter and there was no such thing as fraud.

On March 22, the Censorate held a meeting to examine several examiners and inquire about the matter, and the Jinyiwei confessed. It was difficult to find out the details, but the fraud was undoubtedly confirmed.

On March 24, Wu Peng, the heavenly official of the Ministry of Personnel, wrote a letter to retire, but Emperor Jiajing stayed at the Central Committee and refused to issue it.

The heavy rain a few days ago was gone, the sky was blue and blue, and a scent of flowers came from the small garden outside the hut. Yan Song, who had been staring out of the window for a long time, sighed and turned around.

"Zisheng, sweet potatoes and potatoes are selected for trial planting. That is the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue. To be clear, it is the affairs of Zhenhai and the affairs of talent." Yan Song said softly: "Yang Chaoming is a native of the Suiyuan. It is also common for choosing the right yellow seeds to be tested. Why is it so impeached in the continent?"

"Yuan Fu said," Xu Jie stood respectfully, "What's more, it's late March. Replanting rice and wheat is also very small. It's better to try sweet potatoes and potatoes. I just hope that these treasures can produce dozens of stones per mu in Jiangxi."

Yan Song looked calm, his eyes seemed to be closed, "I have seen so many people in this life that I can compare with Zhan Cai. I wonder if I can still see you again in this life..."

Xu Jie smiled and reminded: "Yuan Fu, Your Majesty has already called the show to return to Beijing."

"It's about more than a month." Yan Song sighed, "Zisheng tell me, can I wait for more than a month?"

"Yuan Fu was joking." Xu Jie avoided answering and picked up the last memorial from the table. "The governor of Liaodong submitted a memorial, asking him to transport grain by sea to survive the spring famine... Alas, there have been frequent accidents in the Yellow River in the past two years. They have either stopped flowing, frozen, or flooded, and the water transportation is like unstable."

Yan Song looked at Xu Jie in disappointment, opened his shriveled mouth one after another, and smiled and said, "If nothing happened to the Yellow River, can it still be called the Yellow River?"

Xu Jie couldn't help laughing. No matter what dynasty or generation, this Yellow River always gave the court a headache, and no one could completely subdue the giant dragon.

"Yuanfu, how to vote for shipping?"

Yan Song's gaze fell out the window again and said casually: "How do you think Zisheng?"

Since the fraud case in the imperial examination, Huang Jin, the chief resident of the Sili, handed in private, and the cabinet documents must not be leaked... This is a tactful telling Yan Song, don't expect your son Yan Shifan to draft the bill, so in the past few days, Yan Song had to go on the battle personally.

Xu Jie thought for a moment and said softly: "Zhenhai is engaged in trade and has frequently transported grain from overseas. Not only are the two Zhejiang and Jiangsu Song, but they still have the spare time to transport Fujian and Jiangxi, but there are also many sea boats in Zhenhai. It is better to ask Ningbo prefect Tang Jingchuan to transport grain directly to Liaodong Sangtuo, Jiangnu Tomb, Taohua Island, etc.."

After a moment, Yan Song withdrew his gaze and had a playful smile on his face, "How could Tang Jingchuan have this ability?"

"It's impossible to do it if you don't have money."

"Now, Zhenhai and Ninghai are in business, with merchants gathering, and the sails are like clouds." Yan Song said slowly: "The person who has talent seems to be rampant and domineering, and does not allow the child to go to the east building, but in fact he works every step... Zhuge was cautious in his life."

"What does Yuanfu mean?"

Yan Song sneered: "The sea ban is something that has not happened to this dynasty. Zhan has been south for three years and has been taxing more than 100,000 taels of silver every month, but he has never mentioned the sea ban."

"Zhancai also knows the difficulty of opening the sea ban, and the difficulty of shipping is even more difficult than opening the sea ban and trading. How could Qian Zhancai touch this hornet's nest?"

Indeed, sea transportation is more difficult and much more difficult than sea ban; sea transportation requires potential foreign invasion, while sea transportation requires canals and merchants who live with hundreds of thousands or even millions of canals in the north and south.

Compared with external invasions, internal accidents are more likely to be impeached.

"I was lucky enough to be on the imperial list during the Hongzhi period. During the Jiajing period, I received the trust of Your Majesty and became the chief minister several times. People in the world ridiculed me for being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of... I have a word today, but I wonder if Zisheng would like to hear it?"

Xu Jie bowed and said, "Please give me some advice."

"Those who rule the country should lose their minds." Yan Song sighed: "A clever may be able to be proud for a moment, but it will not last long. It is useless to oneself and lose to the country. Those who win with this will also lose with this."

"That's the case, why bother to test it? Don't you know what kind of person your grandson-in-law is?"

"This move made him underestimate it."

"As for the child's East Building, I'm smart and not allowed to give up. Now... hehe, I can only say I'm asking for trouble."

This was something that surprised Xu Jie. He kept bowing and repeatedly pondered in his mind, what did Yan Song mean?

Xu Jie was ready because he received news last night that the Jinyiwei followed the clues layer by layer. Although it was difficult to open a gap from a fellow examiner like Dong Fen, the fuzi planted in advance played a key role. Now the clues are not far from Yan's mansion.

If Yan Song had asked each other softly today, Xu Jie would definitely make a promise to retire and the Yan Party collapsed, but he would try his best to protect the Yan Mansion. He was even willing to plead for Yan Song and his son in front of His Majesty.

The prerequisite for calculating the account is to be sure to win.

To eradicate the roots, you must first make sure that the other party does not have any ability to fight back.

This was what Xu Jie did in history. Yan Song was ordered to retire in the 41st year of Jiajing. However, it was not until the 44th year of Jiajing that he had waited for three years that Xu Jie was very sure that Yan Song had no strength to fight back and Emperor Jiajing had no attachment anymore, so he started to kill Yan Shifan.

But Xu Jie did not expect that Yan Song would say this today with his seniority. Judging from the content, it was a teaching from a departing cabinet chief minister to the latecomer.

After a quick change of mind, Xu Jie responded in a deep voice: "Thank you Yuanfu for his advice."

"Forget it, Zisheng is an idea." Yan Song sighed, "I remember Zisheng is fifty-six, and his hair is white."

"Yes, I'm nearly sixty years old." Xu Jie couldn't help but sigh and cursed in his heart, if it weren't for your old thief who hadn't been attached to you for more than ten years, why wouldn't you be so white before you reach your sixties?

"At this age, what I think of is just future generations." Yan Song shook his head and said, "Zisheng is better than me."

"Yuan Fu was joking, Donglou Gong..."

"The child's East Building is prosperous because of this, and he is defeated because of this." Yan Song waved his hand and said, "I am promoted to the second son, and my youngest son is still young, but I have taken on a good son-in-law. My uncle will definitely be famous in history."

Xu Jie smiled and said, "Yuan Fu is too famous. The only way to be a man in the uncle is to be tough and unyielding."

Yan Song, who was seriously old, slowly stood up, took a memorial from the table and put it in his sleeve, holding a crutch in his hand, and smiled and said, "Let's write it as you said."

Xu Jie respectfully helped Yan Song out the door, and looked at the old man's back slowly towards Wanshou Palace.
Chapter completed!